User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2246928-20140815192251/@comment-26024035-20160424222808

Talbun eyed the hare uncertainly, whispering to Birne. "War, Abbot?" The hare paused in his entering the Abbey, looked grimly at the big otter. "That indeed, sah. Of th' likes neither you or I c'd evah possibly imagine. Juska head for Salamandastron. And Wroc Caw, heads for Redwall."